"What a pity, it's too late."
Lin Heng's voice emanated from the bottle, icy cold.
"You bastard, ah ah ah!!!"
The Great Roc roared, his entire body boiling with blood, like an erupting volcano, igniting the heavens.
He tried to withstand the Chaos Qi.
But how could the Celestial Dao Tribulation be resisted by an Ancestral Immortal?
The Chaos Qi continued to flow downward, and despite the Great Roc's utmost efforts, he was as weak as a chicken and a dog in the face of this wisp of Qi.
"What kind of method is this?"
At this point, the Six-Eared Macaque had already broken free from the stagnant space.
He watched in horror as the Great Roc's body was slowly obliterated amidst his screams, utterly shocked.
Meanwhile, in Jambudvipa Continent.
Many immortals also cried out in astonishment.
"It's this again, it's this again!"
"A few years ago, when this Daoist killed Wuzong Bodhisattva here, he used this method!"
"My god, what kind of spell is this?"
